Birdsong and Piano Music
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Chopin's Études: Opus 10 No. 1 "Waterfall" is played in the background by my lovely talented son, competing with the slow trickle of water as my hubby washes the meat ready for tonight's meal, which in turn competes with the sound of the judges on Master Chef India who make Gregg Wallace and John Torode sound like big softies.
Outside, the snow is thick and virginal. Barely a soul has ventured out in it, and I can't say I blame them. A flame-red breasted Robin feeds hungrily on the sunflower seeds in one of the feeders hanging from the mock orange tree in the garden. As he leaves, a Blue Tit flies in to take his place on the perch, while another goes for the peanuts in the feeder nearby. Then a Coal Tit appears. In the background, I think I spy a sparrow. The dark shade in the interior branches makes it difficult to make out exactly what it is. I wonder where the colourful Bullfinches and Green Woodpecker have gone, and think that maybe I should know more about the wildlife that visits my garden.
From the Sparrows, Robins and Tits I need to transport myself to the land of Koyals and Bulbuls and Peacocks, the colourful Mor and his beloved Morni. I wonder how I'll transport myself from this snowladen England to the warmth of India in September, decades ago. I'd better get into the mood somehow. It's been a while since I worked on my novel and the next chapter needs to be ready for submission on 5th January. Better get writing then...